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Mar 02, 2008 17:01

Characters: Augustus Rookwood and Isadora Roquelaure
Date: Sunday, March 2, 2002
Time: 4:30pm
Location: 230 Hereward Way, St. Merwyn
Rating: PG

( More business decisions occur over lunch and dinner than at any other time, yet no MBA courses are given on the subject.-- Peter Drucker )

status: invitation only, character: isadora roquelaure, character: augustus rookwood

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sleep_to_die March 11 2008, 21:11:59 UTC

Isadora carried the bowl of salad to the table with meager trepidation, watching rather detachedly as Nyxie hustled about the dining room, setting things in order. The elf had gone to the extent of lighting candles and setting up silverware in a ridiculously elaborate fashion, and she wondered now if that was taking things a bit too far ( ... )

sacredisprofane March 14 2008, 03:56:18 UTC

Augustus nodded to her and stepped over the threshold ( ... )

sleep_to_die March 14 2008, 21:51:55 UTC

"Most definitely," she agreed. It was very true. People had to be wary of whom they associated themselves with these days, with the Registry in effect. The Prophet had truly become a vicious sewing circle.

"Oh," she said slightly abashedly, eyes darting briefly in search of Nyxie. Was it wrong of her to send off the house-elf? No, she decided, in retrospect. "I can take it, if you like," she added, delicately taking his cloak and placing it rather ceremoniously upon one of the many hooks in the parlour.

At his next observation, she inwardly flinched.

"Really?" she replied, very timidly, turning to face him. "I didn't, well, you see, it wasn't my intention to seem too forward."

I just wanted to see you again. See anyone.

Her cheeks flared scarlet.

sacredisprofane March 15 2008, 15:44:04 UTC

He handed her his cloak calmly. He was used to those who had house-elves actually having the creature do such duties. He had seen one, hadn't he? Yes, he decided. Which meant, by all rights, the creature should be doing something more important.

As she stumbled over her words, he realized she'd taken his meaning all wrong. Had she really thought--? Yes, apparently she had.

"No, you misunderstand. It is simply that given your own stand during the wars, inviting me into your home is more than slightly odd. Would you not agree? Or have you come to embrace your family's views more than you have led on since being victim to the Ministry's justiceA very pointed question, but rather that than her believing he'd thought her forward. Circe, no. Not at all ( ... )

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